Let Her Make The Decision

"Only if you really want to do it that way," you say, "and you can change your mind, if you want.

Amelia looks overjoyed, squealing as she cuddles against you tightly and chirps, "Little chance of that happening, Stud!"

You hug back, certain this was the right call. You are fairly sure there is no way whatever that was could have been some kind of mind control and it is not like she is calling you "Master" or anything like that either. This was her choice, right?

Besides, you are not even sure what you could look for or who to ask about if it was something else and you have no idea how badly she might take it if you rejected her. Beyond the sexual benefits it made sense to just keep her close to keep an eye on her, right?

Right?

You are drawn out of your self-doubts by an unexpected tapping at your room's window. You and Amelia share a look and she lets you go so that you can stand up and throw on a pair of pajama pants as she buries herself in the covers of your bed. Walking to said window, you pull back the blinds a crack to look outside and are surprised when you see a paper airplane hovering there, repeating its tapping process against the glass several times. You feel an odd sense of deja vu as you open the window just enough for the folded paper to slip inside and it circles around your head to lightly bump against the back of it once before flying around to land in your hands.

Amelia sits up, looking like she has the same sense of having seen this before as you do, and says, "That cannot POSSIBLY be..."

Unfolding the plane, you instantly recognize the meticulous handwriting and grumble, "It is."

8:00 PM. The old Alchemy Studies lab near where we dueled. I, Harmony Bella Ashcroft, swear upon the souls and spirits of the Ashcroft ancestors I shall come alone, be with you alone during our time together, and leave alone once you are satisfied. I also swear upon those Ashcroft souls and spirits to explain what happened in the aftermath of our duel and why. I, Harmony Bella Ashcroft, will also let you properly claim the reward you were promised for your victory with no deceptions. Please come alone as well.

"Whoa," Amelia whispers after you finish reading the message aloud, "using that vow with her full name means she's super serious. Even if you only got a little magic in you, if you make a swear like that, said souls and spirits will hear you and they will make you pay... consequences if you break your word. BAD consequences. And she even did it TWICE! She must REALLY want your dick... not that I blame her."

You hum in thought. That is only an hour before curfew and Mana did say she she was going to be "dropping by" your dreams a few hours after that, so it is not like you do not have time both for explanations and (at the very least) a quickie. Still, last time had seemed on the up-and-up (or at least as on the up-and-up a secret midnight ritual could be) and then an unexpected surprise had been thrown in that would have turned you into an unwilling baby-daddy if not for outside intervention.

Still... the promise of answers is tempting and, if you are being fully honest with yourself, the thought of fucking Harmony's amazing body is making your manhood stir ever so slightly even after your solo double-dicking of Amelia.

Speaking of Amelia, she spots that your cock is recovering and says, "If you're gonna go, I'll let you save up so you can blow a nice big load all over that prissy face of hers. If not... now that you've wiped off... I wouldn't mind a little extra protein snack before dinner time."